or him."

"I'll look," said Mr. Bunker. "You stay with Margy. If she wakes up and
finds you gone, she'll cry and disturb the whole car. You stay here, and
I'll go and look in the two other berths."

Going along the aisle of the car, which was swaying to and fro from the
speed of the train, Mr. Bunker softly opened the curtains of the berth
next to that in which his wife and Margy were. In this second
compartment were Violet and Rose.

It needed only a glance to show that Mun Bun was not with his sisters,
though often, at home, when he had been disturbed in the night, he had
been found in their bed.

"Well, I'll try where Laddie and Russ are sleeping," said Mr. Bunker.
"He surely will be there."

But Mun Bun was not in the berth with Russ and Laddie.

Rather puzzled, and not knowing exactly what to do next, Mr. Bunker went
back to his wife's berth. She was sitting up waiting for him, and Margy
was still asleep.

"Did you find him?" whispered Mrs. Bunker.

"No, he wasn't with Russ or Rose. What shall I do?"

Just then the colored porter came along. He had seen Mr. Bunker roving
around the car, and wanted to know if there was any trouble. The porter
was supposed to stay awake all night, but he often went to sleep, though
he did not undress.

"Is there anything the matter, sir?" he asked Mr. Bunker.

"Well, it's a queer thing, but my little boy, who was sleeping with me,
is missing," said Mr. Bunker. "I woke up to find him gone."

"Is he in the berths where any of the rest of your family are sleeping?"
asked the porter, for, having traveled with the Bunkers for some time,
he knew them all, at least by sight.

"No, he isn't in with his sisters or brothers," answered Mr. Bunker.

"Oh, you didn't look in Fred's berth!" exclaimed Mrs. Bunker. "That's
where he is, Charles. I'm sure."

"Very likely," said Mr. Bunker, a sound of relief in his voice. "I
didn't think of looking there!"

It was only a few steps to the berth where Uncle Fred was sleeping by
himself, and when Daddy Bunker pulled open the curtains there, he at
once awakened his wife's brother.

"What is it? What's the matter? Has there been an accident--a smash-up?"
asked the Westerner quickly.

"No, nothing has happened except that Mun Bun is lost and we can't find
him," answered Mr. Bunker in a low voice, so as not to disturb the other
passengers. "I thought maybe he had crawled in with you, as he isn't
with Amy, nor with Russ nor Rose."

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